Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Evergreen part 5
As he rounded a bend Jim's mind swam back, back to his years of starving as a kid. His mother and father would go days without eating just to make sure he had enough to survive. they traveled night and day wondering from one place to the next.
Jim came to a stop sign and stopped. Absently he wondered if anyone else still stopped at these things, or if there were even cars left on the road for it.
As the van drove his mind swam. Images of death and decay riveted themselves to the forefront. He did not at all know of a utopia. He marveled at the fact that he could read.
Just a bit more and he'd be there. The most luxurious place for miles.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Evergreen part 4
Jim made his way down the crooked streets. He literally didn't see anyone for miles, which was a good thing. Before any hood with a gun would stick it in his face and demand food, even while driving they pull it out and made it known they were armed.
Jim didn't care so much about the idle passerby, he just wanted to get to the depo's to get food. With any luck Chuck would still be there. And ready to pass out food by the dozen.
Only time would tell.
Jim didn't care so much about the idle passerby, he just wanted to get to the depo's to get food. With any luck Chuck would still be there. And ready to pass out food by the dozen.
Only time would tell.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Evergreen part 3
Jim got into his older than the hills van. He turned it over once - nothing.
"Ok, look you sucker." Jim began, "I'm hungry, she's hungry, and long story short, if you don't work we don't eat. Got that? Good."
Jim turned it over twice. Still nothing.
He put his head down on the wheel. He knew nothing about cars. They practically didn't exist in this God forsaken destopia. Still, it was what they needed and he intended to get it running.
"Come on you piece of crap..."
Thrice and beyond he tried it. Thankfully somewhere on the sixth time it went over. He blew a sigh of relief. "Now hopefully the other crime lords are out of town."
"Ok, look you sucker." Jim began, "I'm hungry, she's hungry, and long story short, if you don't work we don't eat. Got that? Good."
Jim turned it over twice. Still nothing.
He put his head down on the wheel. He knew nothing about cars. They practically didn't exist in this God forsaken destopia. Still, it was what they needed and he intended to get it running.
"Come on you piece of crap..."
Thrice and beyond he tried it. Thankfully somewhere on the sixth time it went over. He blew a sigh of relief. "Now hopefully the other crime lords are out of town."
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
New posts to come at random
I'll try to post as regularly as I can but in the days to come you never know. Toodles!
Evergreen part 2
Nova Reign woke up feeling the hunger. Jim stifled her yawn for her. They lived together in an old apartment and a gang of kids came rushing past. As soon as they had gone he removed the hand.
Nova looked outside. "Any chance of you getting food today?"
"I'm going to head to one of the depos." Came the reply.
Nova's eyes widened. "You'll be killed or worse if you go there."
Jim gave a shrug. "Better than sitting here starving. I hope the crime lords are feeling generous."
Nova looked outside. "Any chance of you getting food today?"
"I'm going to head to one of the depos." Came the reply.
Nova's eyes widened. "You'll be killed or worse if you go there."
Jim gave a shrug. "Better than sitting here starving. I hope the crime lords are feeling generous."
Monday, December 19, 2011
Evergreen part 1
Jim Hill looked out his window. He had heard of utopia’s but he wondered whether or not they existed.
The streets were rank with crime. Day in and day out looters and pillagers ran the streets. Government had broken down, and it was a free-for-all grab-or-miss anything you wanted.
Across the street much of the looting had died down. It was a residential district mostly, and no one lived in the burned, hollowed out ridge.
Every day in a dystopian society was a little bit hecktic. But today was a little worse than most- he needed food. And badly.
The streets were rank with crime. Day in and day out looters and pillagers ran the streets. Government had broken down, and it was a free-for-all grab-or-miss anything you wanted.
Across the street much of the looting had died down. It was a residential district mostly, and no one lived in the burned, hollowed out ridge.
Every day in a dystopian society was a little bit hecktic. But today was a little worse than most- he needed food. And badly.
Friday, December 16, 2011
I have returned! (New schedule)
I'm back! :P. Couldn't hold me down for long, don't you know?
Anyway, I'm back with a new story to be updated at noon on Monday. The title of this story will be given at that time. And don't worry; it will be short, shorter than my last ones I would suppose.
Toodles!
Anyway, I'm back with a new story to be updated at noon on Monday. The title of this story will be given at that time. And don't worry; it will be short, shorter than my last ones I would suppose.
Toodles!
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